Analysis of The Cries of Humanity

Tony Kruska 1988 (New York)



Imagine if the fearmongers were stopped in their tracks
Maybe then we all could find a little time to relax
If we only know the truth about what really goes on
We would finally begin to see its darkest before dawn
We need to act fast we have to think of something quick
Oceans in a state of turmoil making killer whales sick
The sea is thick with swirls of oil, fossil fuels on the rise
As the blinded politicians try to feed us with lies
Hear the cries of our humanity scream out to the world
Listen to the echoes reach out as they start to unfurl


Scheme AABCDDEEFG
Poetic Form
Metre 01010101011 10111110101101 11101010111011 111000111110011 1111111111101 1000111101011 011111111010101 1010010111111 101110010011101 10101011111101
Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 548
Words 108
Sentences 1
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 10
Lines Amount 10
Letters per line (avg) 44
Words per line (avg) 11
Letters per stanza (avg) 440
Words per stanza (avg) 108

About this poem

This poem is about the state of the world, what has happened in the past, and what is happening now.

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Written on May 21, 2022

Submitted by tnykrsk on May 21, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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